The rhythm of

stormy surf meeting shore

matches the beat of my heart

as your hand

seeks out all my secrets.

Your tongue

paints a starry night

over wet, shivering flesh

as my legs spread

in welcome.

My body begs

for the release you offer.

Gauzy curtains

blowing in the heated breeze

cannot disguise my cries

of love and pain

as your hard length

sheaths itself

in my very soul.

The storm is

still far away

but lightning flashes

reveal stark, naked moments.

Your body

cries out to mine.

and asks

with

each

desperate

stroke

to come home.